Rhea was only briefly unconscious after everything went down. She's been awake for a bit, observing, trying to think of something to do. Some way to get out of this mess, taking Tapirmon and perhaps the other digidestined with her. Speaking of, Tapirmon is under her, his eyes flickering around restlessly as she listens to Mendoza and Joaquin wandering around as discreetly as possible.
It's only a matter of time, however, before their movements are spotted, and Ranamon drenches them in heavy rain, forcing them face first into the ground. Taking advantage of the distraction, Rhea pushes Tapirmon out from under her and holds her digivice out. "Go for it," she demands in a quiet hiss, watching as Tapirmon begins to glow.
"What is that?" Ranamon demands, turning- but she's too late, the downpour disappearing as quickly as it'd arrived, Joaquin and Mendoza gasping for breath as the weight on their bodies ease. "Oh-" she cries out, just to get tackled by Garurumon, sent hard into the ground.
Rhea lunges upwards and crawls towards the cave, deciding not to waste time doing what Joaquin and Mendoza are. She skirts past Ranamon and Garurumon and makes it into the cave, staring at the glitching screens before her. "Where the fuck-?" she mumbles, before looking down and gasping, eyes wide.
All she can see is his legs poking out from the side of his equipment, but it's enough for her to know. Luke isn't going to be helping any of them right now. If ever again.